Devil Seeds

"Fellow daoists, for the sake of the plot... kill!" Wang Yu, who had turned into a giant beast with a height of 100 meters, was standing at the front of the giant beast formation, wearing iron pants with a chrysanthemum pattern on it, and shouted Passionate charge quotes.

In the huge giant beast phalanx, no matter whether they were monks who were born in the righteous way or the evil way, they were all twisted into a rope by the temptation of the plot point at this time.

The wave of pure black messengers in front of them is already the last batch of pure black messengers that can be found on the Old Continent.

As long as they are killed, the old continent will be 'recovered' in a sense.

Light and hope will once again envelope this flogged land.

And the world process will surely enter a new chapter.

And everyone who led and participated in this incident, as a matter of course...should get a huge amount of plot points.

No forum has appeared yet though.

The 'veteran players' who are familiar with the different world have a consensus.

The bigger and more changes you make to the world, the more plot points you get.

The boiling behemoths, with heavy steps, approached those pure black envoys who had already turned into monsters.

Facing the onslaught of giant beasts, these pure black messengers who spread plague, death, famine and war fought back beyond their capabilities and launched a counterattack.

Black fire, green poison, gray plague poison... All kinds of attacks flocked to those giant beasts, but they couldn't cause much real damage to them.

A large number of pure black messengers were trampled to death by giant beasts.

The trembling earth witnessed this violent scene.

It seems that when the ability to transform into a giant beast appeared in this world, the power model of the entire world was already out of balance.

The violent wind rolled the dark clouds, and the black snow fell.

The pure black messengers, who were already shrouded in despair, cursed at the sky, and then let out ear-piercing screams.

Their instincts allow them not to fear death, not to resist destruction.

But the ruthless whipping from the giant beast made them angry and unwilling.

Suddenly... the snow falling from the sky turned into black feathers.

A tall pure black messenger with black wings, who is no different from ordinary people except for the first pair of horns, has landed in the high clouds at some time.

He radiated pure black light.

It is like the reflection of God falling under the dark and silent water.

The black feather-like snow melted on the giant beasts.

Several giant beasts suddenly had reddened eyes, then let out a roar, and crazily pounced on the other giant beasts around them. The wildness occupied their hearts and swallowed their reason.

"Avoid! Hurry up and avoid Hei Xue."

"Recite the meditation formula, and don't be controlled by the evil thoughts and demons in your heart!" Some people in the giant beast group issued a warning.

But obviously, it was too late.

More behemoths began to go mad.

They frantically attacked everything around them, scuffling with their comrades who had been fighting together.

At this moment, the mighty giant beast army, which was invincible and mighty, began to collapse and disintegrate rapidly.

Wang Yu is also fighting against the beast in her heart.

At that moment, his sanity was invaded, and his conscious animality and madness were always infested, driving him mad and collapsing.

A large number of giant beasts began to flee in all directions unconsciously.

More giant beasts, on the battlefield where they trampled on the enemy, scuffled into a ball and killed each other... Flesh and blood were flying everywhere, and the ground was cracked.

In the perfect castle, Song Qingwen saw everything that was happening on the battlefield through a monster covered in compound eyes.

With a distance of more than ten meters, Yin Feiyang and Song Qingwen stood side by side.

"Is this the accident you were talking about?" Song Qingwen put his hand into the pocket of his white coat and asked.

Yin Feiyang said: "I have warned you a long time ago, don't be too superstitious about the power of the giant beast. It is not you who resonate with the giant beast, but the devil in your body. The stronger the power of the giant beast, the stronger the power of the devil. The stronger it is. Although the soul that manipulates the giant beast belongs to a monk, it is naturally stronger than ordinary people in this world. But... none of the aborigines in this world can successfully capture the giant beast's body and awaken the power of the giant beast. It's enough to be vigilant."

"Now, Matthew has completed his layout. He used the Fallen Feather to make the giant beast and the devil complete the final resonance. Now... all the giant beasts are more powerful, crazy and violent. They will destroy Everything becomes a sharp knife to destroy the world."

"And... the most troublesome thing is that this kind of madness and depravity may not stop. I'm afraid the reality is..."

Yin Feiyang turned his head to look at Song Qingwen, but saw that his face was always flat, without any ups and downs.

"You've thought of this possibility a long time ago, and you let it happen...and fueled the flames?" Yin Feiyang's tone changed slightly in the middle, from questioning and doubts to firmness and conviction.

Song Qingwen turned his head and looked at Yin Feiyang.

Then he jumped off the topic and said in a rambling manner: "This is a world where order, morality, and civilization have all collapsed. Every life has a need and a reason to live. Justice and injustice have become a joke. "

"Shut up! You despicable devil." Yin Feiyang shouted coldly.

"My discussion with you is for you to think of ways to help those disciples who have not yet fallen and collapsed. It is not for you to express your views on the world here. Perhaps the world itself is dark and depraved, but this is by no means our indulgence. The reason for everything that happened. There is no good and evil in the world, but we still have it." Yin Feiyang stared at Song Qingwen and said coldly.

He has quietly stretched out his sharp claws, secretly transporting energy.

At any time, he intends to persuade Song Qingwen in a more violent way and let him help solve the problem.

Yin Feiyang, the sword master of Yulong... has never been a guy who is only good at talking.

"I'm a devil. It's my reason to play with people's hearts and take advantage of common people. You want me to follow the rules and abide by morality?"

"Yin Feiyang! You... have broken the rules!" Song Qingwen took out a pistol that looked full of technology from his arms.

There is also a transparent glass bottle attached to the butt of the gun.

In the glass bottle, there was a light green liquid, which looked a bit oozing.

"That's right! So... the weak eat the strong, the weak must obey the strong, this is also the rule of your Demon Sect! I will tell you this rule now." When Yin Feiyang finished speaking, the person had already flickered to Song Qingwen's side.

The sharp claws tore through the air, and even tore apart the protective air net that had always existed around Song Qingwen's body.

Song Qingwen raised his hand and shot Yin Feiyang.

The light green light was shrewdly dodged by Yin Feiyang.

Song Qingwen raised his hand and fired a few more shots, but the guns missed.

Yin Feiyang jumped and flickered nimbly in mid-air, constantly tearing apart the defenses Song Qingwen had arranged around him.

"I'm sorry...you were arrested!" Song Qingwen raised his hand to look at the empty glass bottle, showing a faint smile.

In the next moment, every shot that missed, emitted a light green light from the eye-catching place.

The light combined and turned into a closed cage.

Lock Yin Feiyang in an area, unable to leave.

Whenever Yin Feiyang approaches the edge of the cage, a special smell and energy will attack the pure black power in his body, causing his body to show signs of collapse.